The Virgin Mary and Month of May

My hearts skips a beat,
will she near or far,
older or still a girl?
I might not recognize her,
if "full of grace"
is not her mark.

I know one place,
she might be there.
A place in my heart,
or high above me.
Blue is her colour,
she matches the sky.

Serene, full of joy,
magnificat is her song.
We won't outdo her,
either in singing,
or in holiness.
Prayer is her tool,
her life is service.

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